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Post by The Great MM on Aug 2, 2009 1:58:34 GMT -5
Garan hissed as he looked around Rudolph's laboratory of death. All over the room... there was nothing else. Severed limbs of reptiles and mammals, over-sized insect legs, human skulls, pools of blood... Everything vile. The human, however, wasn't deterred. He leaned over a desk decorated with severed digits of a reptile and continued to note down the new size of the embryo in a glass container in front of the room.
Garan stepped closer to it, slipping on a pool of blood. He caught himself, lashing out with an arm and grabbing the side of one of the huge cases filled with jars of chemicals and samples.
"Careful." Rudolph said, not even looking up from his notebook, "God knows what that combination would do you." He said with a snicker.
Garan managed to stand up straight. "How do you work like this?" He questioned in disgust as he dragged his now bloody foot on the ground.
Rudolph snickered. "You really have no idea what humans can work in, do you?" He laughed, dropping the pen on the paper, "You should have seen what the original Nazis worked with!"
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Post by The Great MM on Aug 7, 2009 2:00:34 GMT -5
Days have long since passed since the meeting, and now Blaradon sat still. Like an over-sized dog protecting its backyard, the creature sat, head low and arms limp to the side. Birds have begun nesting on it, only to be scared off by the hum of hundreds of alien tools working...
Garan stood in the open area, eyes narrowed and arms crossed as his fire-patterned cape blew behind him. Something then got his attention, the sound of a human scream. Slowly turning his face, he saw two of the guards virtually ripping the Earthling to shreds, tooth and claw, before a large group of humans.
The reptile licked his tooth and looked away as he was forced to listen to the cries of the others that watched. "YOU MONSTERS!" He heard another human declare behind him, then a rock break on his caped and armored back.
Garan turned around, but didn't listen. Another rock broke on his chest plate with a ding. The human was suddenly tackled to the ground by yet another reptile, forced to eat dirt as his head was pressed hard against the soil by a clawed hand gloved in metal.
"Stupid animals." The guard hissed, laughing as its cold eyes looked up at Garan.
The older reptile sighed. "Like we were much better." He said softly, soft enough so the other wouldn't hear. He turned around and walked away, shaking his head in disapproval as sparks fell from Blaradon...
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